Chapter - 298 Starting a Fire to Light the Sky So Brilliantly (3)

Zhang Wuji said: "Third uncle, your former injury healed up, to treat you now, nephew will have to break off the bones of your arms and your legs then connect them back. I hope you'll try to bear this temporary pain." Yu Daiyan did not believe that he himself having been disabled for more than twenty years could be fully restored, but he thought even if the treatment failed, the worst of it would not be worse than the present condition, for the past twenty years he had not been caring for anything already anyway. He only thought: "Wuji has exerted himself to the utmost wholeheartedly wanting to make up for the faults of his parents, otherwise he'll never be able to put his mind at rest. There's nothing whatsoever considerable about my transitory pain." He then did not ask about anything, only smiled faintly, said: "No problem, you can do anything at your convenience." Zhang Wuji asked Yang Buhui to go out, took off all the clothes of Yu Daiyan, localted all the breaks in his bones carefully, afterwards he sealed his comatose acupoint. He transfered his energy to his ten fingers, 'crack crack crack', the snaps resounded continously, all the breaks which healed up in Yu Daiyan's bones were broken again. Although Yu Daiyan's acupoint had been sealed, the pain was still so great that it awoke him up. Zhang Wuji's technique was fast as wind, irrespective of whether the bones were big or small, he broke them all, Then he immediately rejoined all the breaks accurately, applied the Black Jade Break Connecting Paste to the sores, bound them up, put them in wooden splints before giving acupuncture to relieve the pain.

To treat Yin Liting was much easier than to treat Yu Daiyan since when they had been in the Western region, Zhang Wuji had set all the broken bones of Yin Liting in place so at this time he only needed to apply the Black Jade Break Connecting Paste. After treating Yin Liting, he sent the very General Vice Heralds of the Five Element Flags to guard by turns in case the enemy would come to harass. In the afternoon of the same day, after finishing his lunch, Zhang Wuji took a quick nap in the cloud room to regain his strength after a weary night of scurrying. When he was in a dream, suddenly he heard light foot-steps approaching the entrance and woke up immediately. Xiao Zhao, who was guarding outside, asked in a low voice: "What's the matter? Cult Leader is resting." Yan Yuan, the General Flag Herald of the Thick Earth Flag, said under his breath: "Sixth Hero Yin has been in such pain that he has fainted three times, does Cult Leader…" Zhang Wuji did not wait till Yan Yuan finished the sentence, he stood up like a spring, rushed out of the room and accelerated his pace to Yu Daiyan's room. When he arrived, he only saw Yin Liting's 2 eyes have rolled upward, leaving only the whites, he had lost his unconsciousness already, Yang Buhui was so scared that her eyes filled with tears, she did not know what to do. Lying next to Yin Liting was Yu Daiyan, he was clenching his teeth with screeching noises. Obviously he was trying to endure the pain, only because his temper was unyielding that he did not let out any groan. Seeing that scene, Zhang Wuji was greatly surprised, he massaged several times on the acupoints Cheng Qi, Tai Yang, Tan Zhong… of Yin Liting, resuscitating him, then asked Yu Daiyan: "Third uncle, the breaks in your bones are very painful, aren't they?" Yu Daiyan replied: "The breaks are painful, that's just plain, but even the six internal organs and the five innards are itchy unbearably… as if, as if there're tens of thousands of insects eating and digging higgledy-piggledy. Zhang Wuji could not be more worried, on hearing what Yu Daiyan had just sid, he knew clearly that this was a condition of being poisoned seriously. He hastily asked Yin Liting: "How do you feel, sixth younger uncle?" Yin Liting raved: "Red, purple, blue, green, yellow, white, azure,… How beautiful, so many little balls hovering and moving back and forth… Really attractive… You see, you see…"

Zhang Wuji uttered a loud cry: "Ayo" and nearly passed out on the spot. He instantly thought of a passage in the Book of Poisons written by Wang Nangu that said: "The Seven Insect Seven Flower Paste, made by mixing up seven kinds of poisonous flower and seven kinds of poisonous insect. The victim of this poison first feels itchy in the internal organs as if he is being gnawed internally by seven kinds of insect, then he sees seven colors appearing in front of him which looks wonderful and fanciful as if there are seven kinds of flower flying flickeringly. The Seven Insect Seven Flower Paste is composed of seven kinds of insect and seven kinds of flower so its components vary with individuals and regions. It has a maximum of forty nine different ways of combination each of which has sixty three variants. Only the person who makes up the poison can know how to detoxify." Cold sweat streamed down from Zhang Wuji's forehead, he knew that he himself had fallen into Zhao Min's devilish trap. Not only had she intentionally put the Seven Insect Seven Flower Paste in the black jade bottle but she had also applied this violent poison on the bodies of A'San and the bald A'Er regardless these two elite fighters' lives essentially aiming to lure him into her trap. Such a fiendish mind was really unimaginable. He utterly repented and hastily untied all the splints and bandages on the bodies of Yu Daiyan and Yin Liting then used white liquor to clean the poisonous paste from their limbs. Yang Buhui saw his serious expression, she knew this important business had not been successful so she was no longer shy of anything and helped Zhang Wuji to clean Yin Liting's four limbs with liquor. However, the black had soaked through the skin, it could not be washed off no matter how hard they tried. Just like the case of lacquerers whose hands were dyed with colors, cleaning the black was not an overnight affair.

Zhang Wuji did not dare to use medicine rashly, he only picked out several kinds of pain-killer and tranquillizer for them to take. He walked to the outside room, feeling both alarmed and ashamed. His fortitude was exhausted and his knees could not help becoming weak. Suddenly he dropped down, bent on the floor of the palace and burst out crying. Yang Buhui was frightened, she could only call out: "Wuji ge-ge, Wuji ge-ge!" Zhang Wuji sobbed: "I myself killed third uncle and sixth younger uncle already." He only thought in his mind: "This Seven Insect Seven Flower Paste has at least one hundred ways of combination, who knows what seven kinds of insect and flower that she used are? To detoxicate this fierce poison is merely to use the principle of neutralizing poison by poison, so even if only one kind of poisonous insect or flower is guessed wrong and I use that remedy carelessly, third uncle and six younger uncle will die forthwith." At that moment, all of a sudden, he fully understood his father's thoughts when he had ended his life, that was once a serious mistake was unable to be saved, there would really be no way except commiting suicide. Zhang Wuji sluggishly stood up. Yang Buhui asked: "Is there really no cure for this poison? Even reluctantly trying one time is also impossible?" Zhang Wuji shook his head. Yang Buhui said: "Alright." She looked calm and no longer showed any sign of panic.

Zhang Wuji's mind was stirred up, he recalled the sentence which she had said before: "If his injury was too serious to be cured, I wouldn't be able to live too." He thought: "This time I kill not only 2 people but actually 3." When Zhang Wuji was at a loss, suddenly Wu Jingcao walked to the outside of the door and reported to him: "Cult Leader, that Miss Zhao is seeking a meet at the outside of the gate." Just on hearing that, Zhang Wuji felt so indignant that he could not restrain himself, he shouted out: "I'm just about to look for her." He drew out the long sword from Yang Buhui's waist, hold it in his hand then went out in big strides. Xiao Zhao took down the pearl hairpin on her hair, hand it to Zhang Wuji, said: " Mister, you give it back to Miss Zhao please." Zhang Wuji cast his eyes upon her, thought: "You really know my intention. The feud between me and that girl surnamed Zhao is deep as the ocean, I cannot keep anything of her." Holding the sword in one hand and the pearl hairpin in the other he walked out of the gate, only saw Zhao Min standing there alone, she was smiling. It was sundown by then, the Sun obliquely projected the blood-red rays of light on her cheeks, she looked incomparably beautiful. The Xuanming Two Elders stood behind her from more than ten zhang (33.33m), they were holding three excellent horses in their hands and staring into space.